Tag: Doux
She doesn’t rise from the ashes, she creates them. She’s the whole fucking fire.
Her mind is a wonderful mess & she has no intention of cleaning today
Change is hard at first, messy in the middle and gorgeous at the end. Don’t give up.
She’s a tornado with pretty eyes & a heartbeat
She’s coffee on some days and tequila on others
I’m always with myself so I might as well learn to enjoy the company
Eye contact is a dangerous, dangerous thing; But lovely. Oh, so lovely.
Life is too short to spend it at war with yourself
Lifestyles of the smol and anxious 